"However, this True Monarch has urgent matters at hand. At a later date, on a chosen auspicious day, the concubine rituals shall be conducted."
Lu Changsheng remained posed and continued speaking.
Over the years, Lu Ancestor had been preoccupied with various matters and hadn’t taken a concubine for quite some time.
Yet, he was well-acquainted with the processes, thoroughly familiar with them.
However, he currently had numerous tasks that required his return to Jiang Country, leaving him little leisure to arrange the concubine rites here.
"Yes, True Monarch."
Yin Yu’er replied deferentially.
But her lowered, dark eyes revealed a hint of plex, unfathomable emotions.
No matter what, she was a Nascent Soul Female Cultivator.
She possessed exceptional talent, beauty, and figure.
Whether walking anywhere, she was treated with respect, attracting admirers who sought her favor.
She was considered a goddess in the eyes of many cultivators within the Heavenly Corpse Sect, unattainable.
Now, lowering herself to bee a concubine to the present Yangming True Monarch, without even a proper concubine ritual, inevitably stirred emotions in her heart.
However, when chosen by the Heavenly Corpse Sect Master, she was repeatedly admonished and instructed.
This Yangming True Monarch had extraordinary status and prowess, and it was crucial to attend to him diligently and seize the opportunity.
If she could earn the True Monarch’s favor and bear children, there was even hope for a Nascent Soul opportunity in the future.
Furthermore, the sect had bestowed upon her a treasured female corpse, cultivated over the years, as her life-bound corpse to help elevate her foundational strength.
Recalling these matters, Yin Yu’er immediately dismissed her inner fluctuations, reminding herself to quickly adjust and find ways to win this Yangming True Monarch’s favor and affection.
The Heavenly Corpse Sect Master felt relieved when Lu Changsheng acquiesced, and with a smile, he bowed and said, "No matter, as long as the True Monarch is satisfied."
"Should the True Monarch need anything in the future, you may instruct Yu’er, or let Yu’er municate with me."
Though he didn’t address Lu Changsheng as the master in front of Yin Yu’er, his actions were nonetheless reverent.
After all, through insights from his own spies, he knew that Yangming True Monarch was not a typical Nascent Soul Giant.
Not only possessing astonishing battle prowess capable of easily annihilating Nascent Soul cultivators, but also owning two Fourth Rank Spirit Pets with formidable strength.
Such power was exceptional, even within the expansive Southern Wilderness Northern Domain, ranking among the Great Cultivators!
Especially, the other party was a reincarnation of a Great Power, with limitless prospects.
It was highly likely that he would breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Late Stage, and perhaps even ascend to the highest echelon of the Cultivation World, being a Great True Monarch!
"Sect Master Yan, you’re too kind..."
Lu Changsheng smiled, expressing to Yan Wujang that after pleting the refinement of the Spiritual Treasure, he would leave Jin Kingdom for a period.
The various matters thereafter in the Jin Kingdom would require the other party’s attention.
If any issues or emergencies arose, he could send an emergency transmission to him.
While speaking, Lu Changsheng handed a pre-prepared jade talisman to the Heavenly Corpse Sect Master.
This jade talisman allowed the sect master to transmit messages in emergencies, and also request assistance in perilous or troublesome situations.
As expected.
The Heavenly Corpse Sect Master looked pleased upon receiving the jade talisman from Lu Changsheng.
He was willing to submit to Lu Changsheng and send the sect’s Nascent Soul prodigy as a concubine, driven by two primary desires aside from coercion.
To progress further;
To seek Lu Changsheng’s aid during dangerous or troublesome times.
Despite Lu Changsheng’s prior assurance to take him to the Myriad Demon Abyss to search for the sect’s lost treasures and hunt demonized beasts and the Corpse King.
Such promises, without a confirmed timeline, seemed to him like castles in the air, not entirely reliable.
Presently, agreeing to give him an emergency transmission jade talisman offered some assurance regarding assistance.
"I, Yan, have other urgent matters to attend to, so I won’t disturb the True Monarch further."
Now that the concubine had been handed over, Yan Wujang had no intention of lingering and rose to take his leave.
Before departing, he again instructed Yin Yu’er through transmission to serve the Yangming True Monarch well.
After all, Yin Yu’er’s ing performance not only concerned herself but also the sect’s standing in Lu Changsheng’s perception.
Seeing his own sect master acting with humility and respect before this Yangming True Monarch, Yin Yu’er couldn’t help but feel a heightened sense of caution and significance.
"Yu’er, could you first put away this Yin corpse?"
After Yan Wujang left, Lu Changsheng turned to the tall female corpse beside Yin Yu’er and inquired.
Despite Lu Ancestor’s persistent interest and curiosity in various matters.
He harbored no thought towards such a female corpse.
Curious as to why the Heavenly Corpse Sect Master would send a concubine with an acpanying female corpse.
Could it be that upon seeing he favored women, a "specialty" of the Heavenly Corpse Sect was casually offered?
This taste was excessively pungent!
"Please wait a moment, True Monarch."
Upon hearing his words, Yin Yu’er promptly patted the Yin Corpse Bag tied at her waist.
Instantly, a large, pitch-black wooden coffin appeared in the hall.
As the coffin slowly opened, an inparably pure Yin Qi permeated out.
"Wugou!"
Yin Yu’er softly called to the female corpse, then muttered incantations, uttering a series of rapid, obscure corpse curses.
The tall female corpse, clad in black and white robes, appearing both respectable and dignified, as well as possessing an eerie, morbid beauty, slowly moved its feet and entered the coffin, then lay down with its hands meticulously placed over its lower abdomen.
"Boom!"
A heavy, muffled sound echoed as the coffin lid sealed tightly, and all the Yin Qi pletely vanished.
Yet, Yin Yu’er did not store the coffin back into the Yin Corpse Bag, but rather raised her palm and lifted the coffin, fastening it securely on her back with two straps.
The taut black ribbons passed under her ample bust, accentuating her already generous assets, radiating seductive allure.
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